Strive

I value striving by chanting and practicing kriyas non-stop to keep a clear mind and stop the madness of telepathy. I don’t need to know what is happening in other people’s backyard—it’s a waste of time and rubbish to engage in telepathy with others. Who cares about them? The less I care about people’s noise, the calmer I become.

The more I strive and push myself toward the state of dying with no regrets, the more change will naturally come to me. I definitely do not want to live in a miserable world—there is already too much sickness in myself, and for what? Why must I listen to other people’s tacky tales? Why should I take their poison into my life? They are a total waste of time.

I have also strived to stop scratching myself, which has left deep wounds and cuts on my body. Every time I feel itchy, I ask myself why I feel the urge to scratch. I discovered it all comes from compulsions of the mind. Using cream only brings temporary relief, and scratching gives only a momentary pleasure while causing more pain. The wounds take a long time to heal, and after healing, they leave dark scars. Those scars take even longer to fade back into the skin’s natural color.

I also know that striving to stay awake while driving is the root cause of many accidents. If I feel tired, I must stop driving immediately.